Author's note: thanks for all the kind reviews, I'm glad everyone seems to like it. I'll try to update more regularly but at the same time I'm updating this, I'm writing another story so it's hard to manage.

This chapter is more Kurt-centric than Harry, though Harry is in here too .

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David was the one who started speaking because Wes was still muttering curses under his breath. Somehow Kurt had lost Blaine and while it might have been an accident, you couldn't just lose a person.

"The first thing you have to understand is that Blaine is very secretive by nature. He almost always leaves something out on accident. It's just him." David said quietly, trying to figure out where to start because this was his best friend he was talking about. The one who was missing and maybe injured somewhere.

Kurt stared at him, expression anxious and impatient and David quickly continued. "He came here roughly a year ago and he was easily the strangest transfer we've ever had."

"Strangest?" Finn said curiously. Aside from the time Blaine had gotten drunk at Rachel's he'd never seen the teen do anything not 'dapper'. "How?"

Wes laughed. "Blaine was just so confused and curious about everything. He was horrible at technology and after we took him to see his first movie, he wanted to go every weekend. It was like he'd never seen any of it before! But after we took him 'in' he started to act more normal I guess you could say."

David frowned, "for the first couple months Blaine would have nightmares, he never remembered them but clearly they bothered him. Because of the nightmares and the fact that he was really skittish-constantly looking like someone was going to jump out and hurt him, we thought his parents might have been abusing him."

Kurt eye's narrowed and David almost laughed at how angry he looked. Clearly Kurt must have remembered something of Blaine to get that protective. "Was he being abused?" Kurt asked, his voice cool.

"No, he wasn't and after meeting his parents it was clear to see that they cared about him a great deal."

Finn shuffled his feet nervously, it was weird being in Dalton and it was even more weird talking to Blaine's friends without Blaine being there. It kinda felt like breaking his privacy or something. "So what are we supposed to do? Do you know where Blaine might go?"

Wes sighed, shaking his head. "No. If Blaine was planning on going anywhere he would have told someone. And as far as I know of there's really no regular place where Blaine would be that we don't already know."

"Where does Blaine live?" Kurt asked abruptly.

"Bit outside Westerville. Why?"

Kurt hesitated for a second and then made up his mind. "Can you take us to his house?" He had no proof and he didn't know how but he had the feeling that going to Blaine's would help someway.

Wes and David exchanged glances and then finally, David shrugged. "Sure."

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"Harry, you know you don't have to come." Hermione said reasonably.

Ron nodded. "Yeah mate, no one's gonna think any less of you for not going back this soon."

Harry sighed and shook his head. They'd been having this conversation for at least the last fifteen minutes, ever since he'd told Mrs. Weasley that he wanted to go to Diagon Alley to pick his supplies. The immediate reaction had apparently been shock but he didn't care. It had been a year and he needed to see that it wasn't the same as it was last time.

That even if he was gone the wizarding world could take care of itself.

"I need to do this, and I need you two to understand that."

Hermione huffed out a sigh of frustration. "To think I'd almost forgotten how stubborn you were." she said fondly. "Fine, we understand-"

"But we're coming with you." Ron finished firmly.

Harry smiled. He'd expected nothing less. "Right."

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"This is Blaine's house?" Finn said shocked, staring up at it with wide eyes.

Wes stared at him with amusement. "Were you expecting a mansion or something equally frivolous and high-classed? Because we come from wealthy families, we're not millionaires."

The house was a slightly larger than average two story house with a nice yard full of flowers and black shutters; it was far enough out in the country that Kurt could see no nearby houses.

He frowned as he tried to remember if he'd ever been here before. Surely he'd gone over to his boyfriend's house at least once. Like nearly everything else concerning Blaine he remembered nothing.

"That's weird." Wes said, studying the house.

David looked at him. "You noticed it too?"

"What?"

"Neither of Blaine's parents cars are here, the lights are off and it looks like no one has been here in days."

Finn frowned. "What does that mean then?"

David hesitated, "Let's check the inside of the house first okay?"

Kurt stared at him and David shrugged trying to give the other boy a reassuring smile. After a few minutes of searching Wes found the spare key under a rock near the door and they stepped into Blaine's silent house.

Kurt felt himself freeze as he took in the scene that must have been Blaine's living room. Or rather used to be Blaine's living room. It was in complete disarray with torn books, broken furniture and stray pieces of glass covering the floor. "Is that blood?" He wondered, eyes zeroing in on a suspicious red stain near the center of the room.

"What the hell happened here?" David swore, eyes wide. Wes took a glance at the living room and headed for the stairs, cell phone out by his side. Shaking his head Kurt followed after him trying to ignore the ball of dread in his stomach.

The top floor had four rooms and Kurt waited impatiently for Wes to come out of the first. "His parent's room looks pretty much the same, the one across from it is the bathroom and down the hall on the right is Teddy's, Blaine's is on the left."

Kurt nodded and walked down to the one farthest on the left, hand stilling on the doorknob. He wasn't sure what he'd find when he opened this door and nearly all of the options were equally nerve-racking but Kurt Hummel wasn't a coward, especially not when it came to people he cared about.

Courage-a bright happy smile, hazel eyes and dark hair. Kurt closed his eyes and pushed open the door.

Blaine's room was mostly open space with a row of long windows letting in sunlight. "I don't like cramped spaces, never have Kurt." He shook off the strange feeling and focused on the rest of the room.

The bed was destroyed for lack of a more specific word, and the windows were smashed out, with glass glittering on the floor. The desk and dresser were in separate pieces strewn around the room and once again Kurt could see blood in various places on the floor. The only thing different from the living room was what he thought were burn marks.

"I'm sorry Kurt." Finn said quietly, stepping into the room.

He shook his head, "There's nothing to be sorry for, Blaine's fine." He knew Blaine was fine, somehow, but that didn't mean he wasn't worried out of his mind. The boy in question was still missing after all.

Finn stared at him and Kurt shrugged, "Let's go tell Wes and David." He couldn't take another minute in this room. It would just lead to more worry and right now Blaine wasn't here to reassure him.

Out in the hallway David paced as Wes talked on his phone. "No, we don't know how long it's been but clearly something's happened here. The blood and broken furniture don't exactly scream 'everything's okay'."

Kurt stared at Wes and he paused before answering whatever question was asked. "It looks like either they've been abducted or had to leave in a hurry, ma'am."

Abducted. Blaine had been abducted and he didn't even remember anything about him. He didn't know why someone would abduct Blaine or if they had any reason to.

Kurt leaned against the wall, eyes closed in frustration. He felt like screaming. He needed to scream, to let everything out. Kurt ran a hand through his hair, uncaring of the fact that he was messing up what had taken an hour's work this morning. In this moment he just needed something to do and it had felt appropriate.

"Kurt?" Finn asked in concern, and in the background he could still hear David pacing and Wes on the phone.

"Just give me a minute." Kurt instructed, voice rough. "One minute please."

He heard Finn nod and then move away and Kurt temporarily let the world close in on him. How was someone suppose to deal with this? What were you supposed to do in this kind of situation?

"Kurt? The police are going to send someone over, they should be here within ten minutes and have instructed us not to touch anything." Wes told him, closing his phone with a loud snap.

Kurt nodded. "Okay."

The ball of dread from earlier was still in his stomach and he realized it had started to twist, becoming more and more tangled after they'd found Blaine's room and called the police. Kurt realized at once that he was not only worried but afraid. He could barely stand he was so worn down by the fear he hadn't even noticed.

And all of this was because of a boy he couldn't even remember.

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"Breathe Harry." Hermione said softly, holding onto his hand tightly. "Maybe we should head back? Mrs. Weasley said she wouldn't mind getting our things."

Ron frowned, studying his slightly pale friend. "No 'Mione, I think he needs to do this."

Harry sent Ron a grateful look even as he struggled to step forward. One step was all that they would need to be through to Diagon Alley. Up until now he'd been fine with seeing it when suddenly it had hit him.

"Ron's right I need to do this." He needed to see what he'd run away from, what he'd thrown to the wolves and this was the only way . This would help him move on and in someway it would help him get ready to fight.

Hermione nodded and she gave him a small smile. "Let's do this then?"

Harry didn't let go of either of their hands, instead he clung even tighter but they didn't say anything and he let himself relax and tapped on the third brick from the left. Hermione and Ron pulled him back, as the archway slowly opened.

"It's not destroyed." He breathed out in amazement, looking from shop to shop. It looked almost as similar as it had the first time he saw it, though he could spot a few differences. Namely the few Aurors' here and there, standing out with their bright red robes. Some shops still looked deserted, some with damage from the first battle though none were as bad as they had been that night.

Ron nudged his shoulder, laughing quietly. "Guess we can survive without you for a bit."

Harry smiled back at him, much more relaxed now that he was not facing the ruins of a battle. "Guess you can."

Hermione rolled her eyes though Harry could see that she was smiling lightly. "Let's just get our things before someone notices the Great Harry Potter."

He laughed, face turning red with embarrassment. Even after all these years he still hadn't gotten use to all of the nicknames and titles. "Shut up Hermione."

"Can we go to Quality Quidditch Supplies first?" Ron asked excitedly and Harry found himself nodding in agreement.

Hermione smirked at him. "I suppose that means you don't want to visit Fred and George first."

Ron shuddered. "Don't even joke about that."

Harry stared at them and as they walked to Quality Quidditch Supplies Hermione gleefully told him about what had happened the last time they'd visited the twins' shop, with Ron denying nearly everything she said, though occasionally he did admit that she was right.

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Kurt tossed and turned in his bed, staring distractedly up at the ceiling instead of sleeping. He'd lost the battle for real sleep at least an hour ago and for now was content enough to just lie in bed.

After the police had arrived all four boys had been interviewed and after Kurt had explained he had amnesia concerning Blaine they'd interviewed him for even longer. He'd never been so relieved to see his dad and Carole.

The police had spent less that five minutes talking to Burt Hummel before letting all four boys go. During the car-ride Kurt and Finn had suffered through a lecture and then their parents had said they understood.

Burt stared at his son through the mirror. "If you do it again though Kiddo, then you're grounded for two weeks. That goes for you to Finn."

Dinner had been slightly awkward with nothing to talk about and no one wanted to bring up the subject of Blaine even though that was the most pressingly obvious thing to talk about. Kurt had finished dinner early and then went upstairs, climbing into bed still in his clothes from earlier.

Kurt wished he remembered at least something about Blaine. Even if it wasn't something that would help find him, he just wanted to remember something about the person he was searching so hard for.

It was an admittedly stupid and selfish wish though it was one he desperately wanted.

Kurt glanced over at the clock and with a sigh pulled the pillow over his head.

"You move me Kurt." A voice, deeper than his says and Kurt can feel himself almost jump in surprise but he's happy at the same time, more happy than he's ever been. He's waited what seems forever for this and he's just so glad that Blaine's finally realized what's between them.

Better late than never.

He starts to smile as the other boy leans in toward him, and Kurt realizes he's about to have his first-real- kiss with a boy, this is the one that counts. He should be nervous but he's not because this is Blaine, Blaine who is also his best friend and someone that he cares so much about.

It's okay because it's Blaine. Blaine closes the gap between them and Kurt can feel the electricity running through him and he wonders, hopes, that Blaine can feel it to. He presses more firmly against the shorter boy and one of Blaine's hands comes up to rest on his face.

This is better than anything he's ever wanted. This kiss is much more special than any he's ever pictured because it's Blaine. It's always Blaine now.

Kurt's eyes snap open and he sits up, clutching at his head. It hurts, it hurts more than it did the first day and he doesn't know why. He groans, curling into himself with pain. Why won't it stop hurting?

He needs to get help.

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Roughly 2,500 words which is pretty decent. I think I'm going to make this story my NaNo instead of working on my actually NaNo.

Hope you guys liked the chapter.